I, the strongest Great Wall Guard!

“It’s not displeased, it’s just a pity.”

Jiang Yu said calmly.

The people on the side, after countless battlefield battles, how could they care about these indignant burning eyes downstairs.

“Pity?”

The pearl curtain moved slightly.

“It’s a pity that the pipa is used to play these Yingyan ditties, and it hurts the wind bone of the pipa.”

Jiang Yu said lightly, different from the soft and sticky of the piano kite, the pipa is known as the iron bone, and only the pipa can pop out the sonorous sound.

In his previous life, he had heard that there was a master playing the “General’s Order”, even if there was no blessing of Yang Yuhuan’s magic power, it was enough to shock people’s hearts and frighten, that was the real sound of the pipa.

It’s a pity that now Sheng Tang is prevalent in the elegant and soft wind, and the quiet sound is sinking. He is not enterprising, and he is quite discordant with Jiang Yu, who comes from this bitter cold place.

“Yingyan Xiaoqu? Hum! Huangkou Xiaoer also dares to make a big statement, what kind of rhythm do you understand? Miss Yuhuan’s play is an ancient famous song! ”

“Such a shaft is simply offensive and insulting to Sven!”

“Miss Yuhuan doesn’t have to have an acquaintance with this rude person!”

“Since Your Excellency said that you injured the pipa wind bone, why don’t you show the so-called wind bone?”

……

There were quite a few flower protection messengers in the hall who had already begun to fight for Yang Yuhuan.

Behind the pearl curtain.

Gongsun Li pouted slightly. Mouth, a pair of beautiful eyes skimmed Jiang Yu on the VIP table on the second floor, and snorted: “This guy has caused Ah Li to make a mess, he already knew that he would not bring him back, sister Yuhuan, don’t listen to his nonsense, he doesn’t understand the rhythm.” ”

The jade hand caressed the white jade pipa, the face of the city, the beautiful eyes flowed, but Yang Yuhuan, who was cloudy and phoenix-haired, seemed to be a little lost.

It’s been a long, long time since I said this to her.

Since waking up, after this Changle Fang moved Chang’an, she played these tunes every time, and her natural piano heart magic Dao gave her piano sound a unique magic, enough to make these civilians enter the reverie of a beautiful dream.

But now.

The black-haired boy was like a cold ice sword that suddenly fell from the sky and fell to the ground in the flower field in March of Yang Chun, slaughtering, bleak, and cold.

It is incompatible with her pipa sound, but strangely forms a strange coordination.

Wind and snow and spring flowers.

Killing and warming.

“Sister Yuhuan, what are you thinking? Shouldn’t it be angry for that guy? Ignore him, hum! ”

Gongsun Li took Yang Yuhuan’s hand and comforted.

In this Changle Fang, Yang Yuhuan and her are the best sisters, she moves people with her dancing moves, Yang Yuhuan is famous for her pipa, but it is a pity that Gongsun Li’s dance does not have such magic, but it may as well be a major spectacle in Changle Fang.

A cold teardrop rolled down the white jade hand, and Gongsun was stunned on the spot.

I don’t know when, Yang Yuhuan’s phoenix eyes showed a heartbreaking color, and Zhu’s lips lightly opened, “He didn’t say anything wrong.” ”

Wuling was young and arguing for his head, and he couldn’t count the red songs.

Countless noble princes of Chang’an fought for Yang Yuhuan, among whom there were also people who were proficient in music and piano chess, even from famous families, and had repeatedly shown favor to Yang Yuhuan with the sound of the piano.

It’s just a pity… Their piano sound could not be better than their own lute.

It was like pouring warm water into boiling water, which did not impress Yang Yuhuan at all.

But now.

The person in the audience was like a cold ice falling into boiling water, out of place in the world, but he was proud and cold, which touched Yang Yuhuan’s heart.

“Sister Yuhuan?!”

Gongsun Li called softly, Yang Yuhuan smiled apologetically, she stretched out her hand to open the pearl jade curtain to see the person downstairs with her own eyes, but stopped in midair.

“What Gongzi said is, I don’t know if I can let Yuhuan listen to Gongzi’s rhythm.”

There was a hint of pleading in the voice, gentle and gentle.

“……”

The crowd in the audience suddenly quieted down, and one by one, they stared at Jiang Yu’s direction in disbelief.

“This kid… Did it make my first beauty of the Tang Dynasty have green eyes? ”

“Oh my God! It turns out that Miss Yuhuan likes the so-called wind bone, and she already knows that labor and management will not pretend to be a gentleman! ”

“Hateful! However, I see that people like him do not understand any rhythm, so they can only laugh generously. ”

……

A group of hungry wolves were envious and beat their chests.

Instead, these dancers and maids in Changle Fang looked at Jiang Yu with beautiful eyes, full of curiosity and surprise.

“Rhythm? The contemptible do not understand any rhythm. ”

Jiang Yu said casually, although he is a person of two lifetimes, to be honest, he only has the level of appreciation and appreciation in the music rhythm.

“But…”

The conversation turned.

Integrating the Sword Saint Ganie template, plus experiencing the battle of the border, the civilization of a thousand caves, Jiang Yu can’t talk about any stage fright, a guy who dares to go alone with tens of millions of demon species, is it possible that he will be afraid of these sour rotten Ru?

“Since you like it, then it doesn’t hurt for me to play a song!!”

Jiang Yu sat down and said calmly.

“Play a song? This guy… If you want to behave in front of Sister Yuhuan, you don’t even have a piano, it’s really cheeky! ”

Gongsun Li pouted. Mouth, beautiful eyes glared at Jiang Yu.

Everyone in the audience also talked about it.

I didn’t see what piano drums Jiang Yu had in his hand, the key was that he was wearing a wild robe like a mountain Orion, and I really didn’t know how this guy should laugh generously.

“Zheng~~~”

Whoops.

A dazzling sword light was like a white snow flying frost blooming, a little crimson as the snow flakes fell, a cold chill swept over, and the temperature of the entire Changle Fang dropped a little.

All the chatter and muttering disappeared, and the quiet drop of needles could be heard.

Residual red out of the sheath.

The chill flickered.

Jiang Yu’s fingers flicked on the blade of the sword, and the scenes of the past battle on the Great Wall flooded through his heart, the old pawns on the edge, the cold wind and frost, the roaring demon seed, the spilled blood, the flying stump forged body, the undefeated hunting banner.

Zheng~~~

A sword sound fluttered softly and excitedly, piercing through the clouds and cracking stones, and invisible sound waves spread in all directions.

It was like madness sweeping through the flower field, destroying all the fragrant flowers, replacing them with bone-chilling frost and killing the cold wind.

In a flash.

It seems that all the audiences present seem to have in their minds the windswept wind and sand, the fierce battlefield, the fierce roaring demon species, the majestic and shocking scene.

“Three feet of light shines frost and snow~~”

Jiang Yu’s flat and cold voice sounded, and the residual red sword blade trembled violently.

It’s another flick of the fingers.

Zheng~~~~

The blade of the sword trembled rapidly, and even the fluctuations visible to the naked eye in the air could be seen, and the scene in his mind changed instantly, as if countless old pawns roaring and fighting with the demon species, swords, guns, swords, halberds, stump forged bodies, blood flowed everywhere, and the sounds of fighting, screaming, and roaring filled this blood-stained land.

“Chang’an makes the qi for Ren Xia ~~~ The world is full of fierce warriors, and no one plays by themselves in the middle of the night!!”

“Will behead the whale in the East China Sea, and return to pour blood!!”

……

A sound of swords resounded throughout Changle Mansion, dispelling the Yingge Yan language of the past, and the spring was warm and melting, replaced by golden iron horses, swords, guns and halberds, and the slaughter and iron and blood qi of the banner and wolf smoke.

Jiang Yu flicked and groaned, and the sword sounded.

Chang’an City, East City.

Qingli small building.

Antique courtyard fences, crimson peonies in full bloom, blossoming and gorgeous.